Her Sky (New At Last)

16 November 2025

https://poems.culturing.net/2025/11/her-sky-new-at-last/

She gazes
through the window,
drifts through time
and other forgotten spaces,
wondering who to be.
It's not for me, she says,
but where is home,
where can I rest?
She gazes and grows tired.
Just before she moves to bed,
a star burns out, and others twinkle,
and her sky has changed forever.
Now her sky is new at last.